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[Ugh, she'd been trying to avoid this thing as much as possible on her own part, other than peeking in and poking through things for her own curiosity. Speaking wasn't exactly a fun pastime of her's and she had other things to normally attend to. But... well, things were starting to get a little too obnoxious for her own liking. And it's something she's been sort of keeping to herself, even if some of the effects are a little hard to play off.

A soft sigh escapes her lips as she flicks the video on, the backdrop seemingly some shady part of Genessia City proper, though off out of the way from the majority of the people milling about.]

Yeah, I know, there's bigger problems going on right now but I've got a curious question for some of you. How many of you are familiar with how more... mechanical or biomechanical beings function? Just for my own knowledge, might be looking into knowing just how much of an outlier I might be when it comes to non-natives of this place. Androids, cyborgs, whatever the hell you want to call them.

[Locked from Krillin]

As a jumping off point from that question, if you do have knowledge on those kinds of things and can refer me to someone that might be able to help if something isn't working properly, I'd appreciate it. My usual point of contact for these things is decidedly not in the city and without access to the damn blueprints, it's a bit of a pain in the ass to explain exactly. Long story short is that my muscles are starting to act up a bit and I know it's not the actual organic part of them causing it, it's the stupid enhanced bullshit that's causing it. It's localized to my right forearm currently, but given that's my dominant arm, it's not a pleasant experience.

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[Krillin saw the video come up while he was overseeing a class at the dojo but when he sees who made the post, he excuses himself and makes a response.]

Everything okay, honey?

[It's probably a good thing she's good at keeping her expressions absolutely neutral when she needs to, the bonuses of her background, she supposes. Her voice is also probably more uncharacteristically monotone, but that's not terribly unusual, either.]

Everything's fine, merely curious. If we're going to be stuck here for who knows long, it's best to know what options are out there, don't you think? Since we both know my body doesn't quite function the same way a human's does.

[Krillin's face remains concerned, indicating that he doesn't exactly buy the "everything is fine" thing, but...]

Alright. It would be a good idea, yeah... Kinda miss Bulma at times like this. Still... if there's something bothering you, I'm here for you honey. You know that.

[She's far too aware of that fact and she wants to frown, but she's keeping herself from doing so. No show of weakness, that's right. Can't give him actual reason to worry about her.]

Believe me, at this point I'm feeling the same way. I'm not terribly keen on having to explain to someone new about how all of this nonsense works or have to show them. [She actually winces a little bit at her own words, focus flicking up above the camera for some reason or another.] Not a particularly nice subject. [Not touching that last part, Krillin.]

If you want, I can close up shop early and come with you if that'd make you feel better. The class is almost over anyway.

[She stiffens up a bit at those words, but calms soon after as if nothing happened.]

No, it's fine. This is something I need to do on my own, anyway. All I'm doing is looking for someone at the moment, so it's hardly a big deal.

[He nods a bit.]

Okay. Just keep me updated, okay?

[Have a reassuring grin.] I'd better get back to class.

[ The questions posed made Tony quirk an eyebrow, but the woman seemed pretty no nonsense. He had no reason to think she was being anything but dead serious. He'd certainly seen and created enough to believe it. ]

Depends on how varied tech is between our worlds, but I'm a pretty damn good mechanic. Well, more than just a mechanic but I won't bore you with the details unless you want them. If your arm is the only issue I could probably get it back in order again.

[ He hadn't quite specifically worked with anyone like her before, but he was a fast learner. He wouldn't have offered if he wasn't confident he could do what he said he could. ]

[Ugh, he really should not be making her feel bad for keeping this from him. But that's just how things are going at the moment.]

I will. And you ought to, otherwise they won't get anywhere.

[Ah, there was the kind of answer she wanted to see. She taps her fingers against her right forearm, seeming to be more of a habit than anything else. Her expression remains mostly neutral, though it tends to come off more... threatening than she normally means to.]

From what I've gathered of it, mind you my own theories and the analysis of the blueprints, nanomachines and cybernetics seems to be the majority of the work that was done. So I assume the issue is probably cybernetic in nature, it's a little pathetic that it's acting up only after five years. But I shouldn't have expected quality from that bas-[She pauses, taking a deep breath. No, no need to get into that.] from that particular person.

[Though she does pause a moment, a brow raising in question at him.] Details would be nice, the problem might be mechanical and scientific in nature, but all of the mess around it are still biological in composition.

[That worked out well for Genos, he had been on the hunt for similar information when he checked the communicator. He was interested but his expression was dreadfully serious.]

I am more familiar with purely mechanical repairs instead of biomechanical functioning, but there is a chance I could help with the problem. Failing that, if you do find someone that can manage such a repair, I would like to know who and where they are.

[Hello there, this is certainly a new person and it takes her all of maybe ten seconds to realize he's something of a cyborg. Or an android at the very least.

She frowns at him, arms crossing over her chest as she contemplates the words.]

Lucky for you I think the problem is more cybernetics based than it is nanotechnology, so it's less biomechanical than it sounds. [Though to what extent, she's not entirely sure, she doesn't know too much about how things work at this point. Though less out of a lack of knowledge and more out of not being particularly keen to know.]

Who are you, so I can know who to reach out to if I do find someone? And are you new? I can only recall meeting one other cyborg in this place and you're certainly not him.

[Genos had to wonder how many cyborgs there were here. Could the rogue cyborg have ended up here as well...? That line of thought barely reached his expression, making him look a hair more intense than before.]

I'm Genos and I am new, my teacher and I arrived here a few days ago. I haven't run into other cyborgs yet, unless you count this. As for you arm, without seeing it in person, I can't do much to help.

[If he got to learn about such technology from other worlds, all the better.]

[If only he knew about the past problems with cyborgs in Nova City, but that wasn't something she'd throw out there all willy nilly. Especially since it had involved her more than she probably ever needed to be. But she does raise a brow at his look intensifying, even if it's just by a smidge. Interesting.]

Eighteen, if you would. [Not her real name for reasons, but she's not about to get that personal.] Your teacher? And you aren't missing much, to be fair, since as far as I'm aware there's only one other cyborg around here unless you count some of the natives, but I haven't heard about them in quite a number of weeks. [A soft sigh falls from her lips, but.]

Would you prefer somewhere more public or private? My husband and I run a dojo in Genessia City which is mostly empty about this time of the day as all the students would have gone home at this point. Or we could have somewhere more public, depends on how comfortable you are. [A brief moment of a pause.]

I wouldn't blame you for public, either. But for what it's worth, I don't fight anymore unless it's to protect something.

[Whether or not he was concerned, it didn't show. He wasn't, he was confident than even if she was lying, he could face her.]

My teacher, Saitama. We showed up together. I assume that whatever force brought us here brought me along to assist him, he is a very powerful man. [He brightened up considerably while talking about Saitama but went right back to being serious when he switched to a more relevant topic.]

As for examining your arm, private would be fine. I'm not busy much while adjusting if you rather I visit sooner than later. [He didn't question the lack of actual name.] When did this pain start? Do you know why?

It could happen, or this place could just pick people at random. You're lucky that you got to be here at the same time as your teacher, many others aren't as lucky. One of my husband's... allies, let's say, is here without his family. It's done a bit of a number on him. [Sorry not sorry, Vegeta.]

Kame Dojo isn't hard to find, just look for the unassuming dojo, I'll be waiting outside of it. [Sooner rather than later, obviously.] It started less than a week ago, but is a couple of days old. It started out as just a little bit of malfunctioning in my grip and has steadily become more obnoxious and worse than I'd prefer. And I don't know why, I haven't really had any problems like this since I arrived here. Or at all, for that matter. [Which is the strangest part to her, but after a couple of years of being a cyborg and not really maintaining herself all that properly, it's to be expected at some point.]

[Genos was inclined to believe there was a reason. Saitama was too powerful to not be called here without good cause! Genos was just here to help his sensei.]

Hm. If it's getting that bad this fast that is a serious concern. I will head over right away. I doubt I can fix it, lacking tools, but I can look at it.

[ Wow. She needed to relax her entire facial region.

Tony folded his arms and concentrated on her explanation. Those were words he knew so it wasn't at all hard to follow along. At least some things stayed the same from dimension to dimension. He raised an eyebrow toward the end, but whatever. That was her business. ]

First of all? I'm pretty positive I can help with that. Mechanical mixing with biological isn't something I'm completely unfamiliar with. Case in point, I used to have a power source stuck in my chest. Long story, really, but the point is I'm not dead so I'd call that a job well done.

Other credentials of note would be building combat viable robotic armor, pioneering therapeutic virtual reality tech, co-creating a sentient machine -- who we don't talk about because he had serious personality issues -- ... what I'm trying to say is I can do a lot of stuff. What you need isn't out of my array of abilities.

[Not happening ever, Tony. Or, well, not for a couple of years, anyway.

His answers she listens to quietly, though she can't help the soft hint of an amused smile and muffled laugh at the not being dead part of things. Good on him, she knew that sort of thing was pretty rare if you didn't know what you were doing. Things she'd picked up in her time, truthfully.]

Then call me curious as to if you can help in this situation, your credentials sound awfully familiar to someone I knew in my world. Though a little less... likely to murder someone on accident. And the lack of anyone in those kinds of positions around here make the pool pretty small to pick from from the get-go.

[Though her expression shifts subtly, a frown seen for but a moment before returning back to the mask she's far more familiar with.]

I'd normally not make this sort of thing private exactly, but it's more of trying to keep my husband from worrying. It's not something I'm terribly keen on letting him know about, the problem, that is. [Even though if he just looked at previous responses, it's simple enough to see that she failed in that regard.]

[ He could wait, probably. Not like he had any control over going home.

The vaguest hint of a smile was as good of a start as anything. ]

Like I said, I'd be more surprised if I couldn't help. Glad I don't give the accidental murderer vibe.

[ Tony was a pretty good pretender himself, so while he noticed the shift he acted as if he hadn't. ]

Not a problem. If you don't want him to know then he doesn't need to.

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